At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

About Mr. Guldo. About Kroto. The ruins. About me coming up.

I have other things to think about, and I have things to do.

But I don't mind that, the month passed quickly.

And finally, the wedding day is here.

Unlike me, I'm dressed like a proper suit.

Looking in the mirror doesn't look good at all.

What do you say yourself, but you just look like a student in a suit who can't help it.

I also set my head up a bit unusual.

I'm not that hairy originally, but I was told to do it well because it's special today.

It is Mr. Boulbe and Mr. Celes who have come because of this. That was so intimidating.

Don't you like Inai too much?

"... do I have to leave in this look"

It doesn't look good again and again. But I have no choice.

I'm not ready for the Inays yet, but I can't twitch till hours.

Let's give up and head under them. That's why I'm leaving the holding room.

Now I'm in a loaned mansion for prep, and I hear it belongs to Mr. Celes.

Quite frankly, it's a villa. As for herself, I'm talking about family stuff, but it seems to be officially hers for once.

When you go out into the aisle, you see people who look like servants, but most of them come just for today.

They usually only really have a few janitors.

I think it's too temperamental. I know that's all you like about Inai.

"Well, thanks to that, I'm helping a lot."

She's got all the preparations for the ceremony, the banquet, the money.

I'm sorry. On the other hand, I'm just doing what I want to do, so I'm wondering if it's okay.

I was in a hurry to have a dress for me that I should have rejected, but it was helpful because Mr. Bulbe stopped me on the boulder.

Remembering everything, he knocks in the holding room where Inai and the others are.

After a while, a servant inside opened the door, checked me and let me through the room.

"You're ready, aren't you? Sorry, this is going to take a little longer."

"Mr. Tallow is so cool! You look great in that outfit, too!

I go into the room, and the two of you already dressed in a dress look at me and they each speak up.

But I was losing my word when I saw both of them.

Inai with hair down and curled loosely, not the usual side tail.

On the contrary, Cigal usually wraps her straight hair around the back.

Most importantly, I was falling in love with the makeup and dress that changed the atmosphere between the two of us.

Inai is a white dress that reminds me of my original world wedding.

Sigal has a black tone and a white cloth with frills and several flowers.

"I'm confused, Tallow. Come back."

"Haha, did I fall in love?

The two of you call me again and I go back to sanity, and I look at them firmly.

"Yeah, I was in love. They're both beautiful."

And I say what I honestly think.

I think there are many more words of praise. But anyway, I wanted to spit out some honest words.

"... thank you"

"Uh, hey, thanks, Mr. Tallow"

The two of them came back to thank each other with pleasure, albeit tele.

I feel honest, I feel like thanking you.

That you're going to marry these two, that you're going to stay with me.

"Excuse me. Master Tallow, Mr. Barragarand is here for you."

So one of the servants called out to me.

Who's Barragaland? I started to hear that name.

"Father, I'm going to tangle with Mr. Tallow until before the ceremony..."

"You may just have come to say hello, Sigal"

Mm, well, to see from the conversation now, could it be your father?

Dad, was that such a tough name?

But it was your father's call. That's... I guess I'll have to go.

"I'm coming to see you"

"Now we will show you as you wait in a separate room"

"Please"

Ask your servant to show you to your father.

As I left the room, I said, "Mr. Tallow, you don't have to look sweet just today!" Sigal told me.

Is my response sweet from Cigal's eyes after all...

I answer to Sigal vaguely and go under your father.

When the servant urged me into the room, my father waited alone.

I thought Mr. Sierina was with you.

"Coming, kid"

"Yes, what can I do for you"

"Well, you say hello. Why don't you come say hello to your son?"

I've come a long way to that meaning, even though it's just that one word.

Uh, this parent and child is so cunning. I'm in trouble because I unconsciously do the way I grab my heart.

Your father really has a lot of trouble being unintentional.

"Kid, do you remember your promise"

"Absolutely."

"Good then. Kid... if you make my daughter cry, I'll definitely kill her."

"Kee, I'll be careful"

My eyes are serious. Those are serious eyes. This guy really loves his daughter, doesn't he?

Mr. Sierina comes to intimidate me on the other hand, but your father is extremely straightforward.

"... my daughter cries even if you die. My grandson cries, too. Understand that."

But your father disappeared into such a drastic state, and said so in a serious voice.

"I thought maybe, do you know about the ruins?

"Not all of them. I'm not too involved there. But to some extent, I am listening. You know, this kid's dying to do his job."

This lad is definitely about me.

"I preferred my daughter's opponent to a mediocre man. Don't worry about your daughter crying."

"Mediocre... isn't it, on boulders"

"Well, if you say mediocre, most people in the world are less mediocre."

Father, is that because you admit to me in the dark?

Are we talking about that and simply having trouble with troublesome people?

It's hard to judge.

"Kid, I still hate you"

"Really, that's a little unfortunate"

I can't hate this guy when he cuts the front and tells me I hate him.

Rather, as far as I'm concerned, it's just a little shameful.

Dad looks at me like that abominably.

"At least if you don't like me, I can totally hostile you."

"Haha, you can't do that a little bit"

"Well, I get it. It's not so stupid as to solve it."

"Yeah, I think so,"

As you know that father, you can't possibly not notice the way I think.

I wonder if that's why your father allowed me to be Cigal's opponent.

"Ha... kid, I don't tell you to come all the time. But come and show your face once in a while. Good."

That's what your father said to me in his sigh.

That's for sure. Kroto seems to like his father, too, and I want to let him see his face as much as possible.

"Yes, sigal and croto look good."

When I answered that, my father looked like he didn't like it very much.

When I was a little frightened in that face, my father squeezed out the words in an abominable manner.

"I'm not, I'm telling you to come. I'm telling you to come and show me how you are."

"Me, is it?

"Don't make me say it at all... to everyone. My son, my daughters and my grandchildren, they all tell me to come. Come and show your face properly, too. If you think you're my son."

- Oh, oh, no. This.

"Oh, hey, what's up, all of a sudden"

My father is amazed at how I am.

I knew I'd surprise you and get you in trouble, but I couldn't stand it.

I can't keep my tears down. I can't stand high emotions.

"Excuse me... thank you. Really, I'm going too... father."

Cry, clog your words and convey your gratitude. To someone who will be my father.

I've just been crying by this guy lately.

"... Hmm."

I lay my hands on my head with my head down crying and my nose sounds dissatisfied.

But your father waited quietly until I stopped crying.